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 Choppy  float  got  my  sound  blinded  by  the  lights  and  I'm  deaf  and  by  this  yelling  crowd 
 They'll  tell  you  what  the  hype's  about.  I'll  tell  you  what  the  hype's  about.  You  tell  me  what  they  happen  by 
 No,  they  I'm  reclining.  So  when  I  come  I'll  be  rolling  out.  Not  everybody  asking.  I  keep  I  ain't  gonna  do  I'm  sub  butch 
 Oh,  it's  time  to  introduce.  I  got  the  crack  music  to  get  you  all  high  and  it's  simple  economics  you  demand 
 I  supply  I'm  the  man.  I  supply  I'm  the  man.  No  tonight 
 I  got  an  ass  on  my  chest  Lala  rock  a  kryptonite 
 I  spread  my  wings  and  I  fly  always  do  or  die  song  a  check  your  butt  tongue  at  all  the  time 
 Ha  I'm  a  repast  mall  head  and  we  know  you'll  be  down  for  a  cash  lag 
 But  yes,  my  no  man  born  child  coming  to  the  back  now,  I  wonder  where  I'm  at 
 So  everybody  asking  y 'all  has  key  what  you  back  for  don't  worry  about  the  fame 
 There's  music  in  your  veins  live  it  and  you  love  it  and  you  never  ever  plummet.  Yeah,  I'm  going  to  the  top 
 Yeah,  I'm  going  to  the  summit.  Hey  Joe  is  I'm  missing  hot.  I'm  about  to  get  it 
 That  music  full  blast  in  the  bass  blows  my  mind  while  the  lead  keeps  me  active 
 I'm  passing  on  the  puff  puff  passion  riding  to  my  city  top  down  cameras  flash 
 Lights  cameras  action.  You're  looking  for  the  passion  lights  cameras  action 
 You're  looking  for  the  passion  lights  cameras  action.  You're  looking  for  the  passion  lights  cameras  action 
 Are  you  a  chick  a  car  came  to  some  co -op  a  car  came  to  Sartre's  or  a 
 Koshish  Dhaka  this  dasha  Munga  Sartre  Russo 
 When  Shalada  Bushi  I 
 Have  a  poor  book  was  on  like  in  Jakarta 
 Cruising  through  the  city  look  down.  Show  him 
 Nora  look  at  it.  Yeah,  they  all 
 Look  like  the  zone  you  made.  I'm  looking  sunkissed 
 Anyway  back  into  it  kick  it.  I  spit  it.  I  live  it 
 I  said  it  so  how  can  you  say  that  I  isn't  it  now  that  I'm  giving  it  know  that  you're  feeling  it  now  that 
 You're  feeling  they  know  that  I'm  killing  and  I'm  taking  orders  across  borders 
 I'm  mashing  genres  to  know  better  than  those  before  us  and  those  below  us 
 Catch  me  if  you  can  like  the  gingerbread  man.  That's  the  feeling  when  I'm  singing  the  chorus 
 Hey,  yo,  what  do  they  can  hold  us  man? 
 palatine  bro  palatine 
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